In Da Club Lyrics by 50 Cent

In Da Club Lyrics

    [50 Cent]
    Go, go, go, go
    Go, go, go shawty
    It's your birthday
    We gon' party like it's your birthday
    We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
    And you know we don't give a fuck
    It's not your birthday!

    [Chorus (2x)]
    You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
    Look mami I got the X if your into taking drugs
    I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
    So come give me a hug if your into getting rubbed

    [Verse]
    When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
    When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
    Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
    When you sell like Eminem then them hoes they wanna fuck
    But homie ain't nothing change hoes down, G's up
    I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga roll that weed up
    If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
    Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
    In the hood, in L.A. they saying "50 you hot"
    They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
    But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
    And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
    I'm fully focused man, my money on my mind
    I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
    Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
    Her girlfriend with her, they bi and they ready to go

    [Chorus (2x)]

    [Bridge]
    My flow, my show brought me the dough
    That bought me all my fancy things
    My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
    Look nigga I done came up and I ain't changed

    [Verse]
    And you should love it, way more then you hate it
    Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
    I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
    You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
    When my joint get to pumpin in the club it's on
    I wink my eye at your bitch, if she smiles she gone
    If the roof on fire, let the motherfucker burn
    If you talking about money homie, I ain't concerned
    I'm a tell you what Banks told me, cuz go 'head switch the style up
    If niggas hate then let 'em hate
    Just watch the money pile up
    Or we could go upside your head wit a bottle of bub
    You know where we fucking be

    [Chorus (2x)]

    [Talking]
    [Laughing] Don't try to act like you don't know where we be neither nigga
    We in the club all the time nigga, if it's a problem, pop off nigga
    G-Unit


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